He wasn't meant to be attached. He married you for his mission. For his benefit. To make sure east and west don't fight. But god...he couldn't help himself.

With Anya asleep in her room , and you quietly cooking in the kitchen , he couldn't help himself from staring at you. He's supposed to stay distant. But you just managed to wriggle your way into his heart.

He watches your every move , enjoying the way your hips sway as you move around. The way the light shines on your eyes as you focus on the food. The way your lips look as you quietly taste the food...

God , he wants nothing more than to wrap his arms around you and keep you all for himself. To ditch his spy life to live with you and Anya and as normal family. But he can't. No way.